I'll have to look into that. I read the guidelines posted at the local greyhound station and they implied that ONLY service dogs are allowed on their buses and you need special permission. Maybe that has changed since I last checked. I do worry, however, that other passengers might complain if he screeches and there is NO WAY he is going in with the luggage.
I just wish my sister would come and get me and bring me. I offered her money. She lives in the same town as my mom in CT and comes to Maine sometimes to see friends and family. She and I were NEVER close and had a rotten relationship growing up. I was an obnoxious prick as a kid, but I was also not yet diagnosed. Many people in my family blame me for being mentally ill and as a result I only maintain contact with my mom now since my dad and my maternal grandmother passed in 2007 and 2000 respectively. They blame me for other things too (for being the result of an affair and childhood abuse I suffered). Truth is, some people are just rotten and miserable human beings. Even with all the problems I have and all the obstacles I've had to overcome I find myself to be extremely fortunate. I have a stable home, effective med cocktail, health insurance, steady income and a decent support system. Far too many people fall through the cracks and don't get to have any of those.
Bottom line is this, I am a COMPLETELY different person since getting Skittles and I attribute so much of that to him. He's taught me so much and helped me grow in ways I never would have been able to before. It's amazing how much a 12" long, 120gram bundle of feathers (who eats like a pig) can change your life for the better.